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Blue Is My Name


Blue
is my
name

Blue is my name and I like to paint sea’s
while splashing around in the sun. I glitter
or fade depending on moods, I sparkle
when playing with friends
in The Great Light. I colour
many waters when cloudless and sunny,
I play up the moon with my ease.
They say I favour boys but that’s not true.
Though nothing is true. When people
are sad, they call my name and I
refuse to be drawn into answers;
Instead I point to myself in the sky.
I’m not vain but I’m vein but I’m also vain
so don’t cut me or I’ll scream!
They’ve named a cheese in my honour
as well as suggesting I’m naughty, explicit
or rude (in particular the movies which I swear
I’ve never seen). Some balls are me or pretend to be
but my berries are extra sweet. Elvis sang
about my shoes and my collared workers.
When you are cold don’t turn me, just melt
me into your arms like a Hollywood movie.
I’m a whale, I’m a bird, but I’m not superman
I’m blue and I’m blue and I’m blue

Now time for my anti-dada moment that I share with all my named friends…
This is the T-shirt and Hoodie I wear, the poster I see on my wall:
I Look Blue Black T-Shirt Front

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